Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

When the gap between two people is small, the person behind can still try to catch up, but when the gap between the two people is so large that they can't see each other's back, the person behind will lose their strength.

Can't catch up.

Leng Xiuming returned to Leng's house with mixed feelings, and was eating the food in front of him at dinner, when he suddenly heard the host coughing a few times.

Leng Xiuming looked up and saw Mr. Leng covering his chest with one hand and holding a tissue in the other, covering his mouth and nose with his face sideways and coughing.

Leng Wanyin immediately got up and patted her father on the back. Old man Leng waved his hand to indicate that he was fine, wiped his mouth with a tissue and squeezed it in his hand.

The dining table was quiet again, Leng Xiuming looked up at his grandfather, remembering the medical record he had found.

I concealed the time and name on the medical record, and took the medical record to a professional doctor for consultation. The result was that the patient needed surgery as soon as possible.

Leng Xiuming understood old master Leng's thoughts very well.

The operation was risky, and he was worried that he would not be able to get off the operating table, so he had to determine the heir of the Leng family before proceeding with the operation.

As long as the heir of the Leng family is not selected for a day, he will not let him go. The old man knows very well that without him, he and Ji Lianhuo will be turned upside down, and even the Leng family will be torn apart.

The old man asked the doctor the longest time the operation could be delayed, and asked himself and Ji Lianhuo to decide the outcome during this period.

In the past year and a half, the old man's life has been consumed all the time.

Leng Xiuming looked down at the food in the dishes, and frowned a little.

Now that I have won or lost, do I still have to wait for an almost impossible miracle, and continue to delay the old man's illness for this illusory miracle?

But if he admits defeat, it is equivalent to handing over the Leng family to Ji Lianhuo, but for so many years, he has always regarded inheriting the Leng family as his mission and ideal.

There is still half a year left, who would be willing to give up now.

The dinner ended in silence. Leng Xiuming got up, said goodbye to the two people on the table, and went to his room. Leng Wanyin supported Mr. Leng and sent him back to his room.

Leng Xiuming turned his head and glanced at the nanny who was clearing the dining table, and found that there was no tissue he had used at the old man's place.

Leng Xiuming's eyes moved, and after standing there for a while, he changed direction and walked towards Mr. Leng's room.

Leng Xiuming knocked on the door twice with complicated emotions, and with the old "Come in" from inside, Leng Xiuming turned the doorknob and walked into Grandpa's room.

"Xiu Ming, what's the matter?" Mr. Leng looked at his grandson and smiled.

"I... suddenly remembered something about my childhood, so I came to chat with you at will." Leng Xiuming smiled brightly, and couldn't see the entanglement in his eyes.

"You haven't chatted with me for a long time, why do you have time today?" Mr. Leng smiled and raised his hand, let his grandson sit opposite him, and leaned on the chair to save his energy.

"I'm free today." With a smile, Leng Xiuming glanced at the trace of blood in the old man's hand, his heart shrank, and he continued to speak as if nothing had happened.

"Since I started competing with my cousin, I want to do everything about the company myself, so I keep busy."

"If I do everything myself, 48 hours a day will not be enough." Mr. Leng was amused when he heard it, "You have to learn to trust others, and you will not be suspicious of the person you employ, and you will not be suspicious of the person you are suspicious of."

Leng Xiuming was silent for a moment, then looked up at Mr. Leng, "Grandpa, can I ask you a question?"

"Of course." Mr. Leng smiled, "You have been very curious since you were a child. You asked me why the birds in the sky fly and why the table has four legs. Questions pop up all the time. I have no choice but to give I bought a set of encyclopedias myself, just to answer your questions."

Leng Xiuming smiled, with a trace of seriousness on his expression.

"Grandpa, I would like to ask you now, if in a property competition, one side is too far behind the other, what can be done by the side behind to turn defeat into victory."

The old man Leng looked at his grandson, his smile restrained a little bit, and he understood who the grandson was referring to and who he was referring to.

Ji Lianhuo was behind Leng Xiuming before, but after a Spring Festival Gala, Leng Xiuming has been left behind by Ji Lianhuo.

Xiu Ming didn't come to chat with him today, but to ask how he could find a chance to overtake Ji Lianhuo.

Seeing that old man Leng remained silent, Leng Xiuming's eyes moved slightly, "Grandpa, I just want to ask you this question now, can you... tell me?"

The old man Leng frowned, looked at the grandson in front of him, the little white curly hair was still in his mind, sitting on his knee, stretching out his white and tender little finger, pointing around, watching with big watery eyes Looking at myself, full of curiosity about everything.

Seeing that Mr. Leng remained silent, Leng Xiuming's eyes were slightly disappointed.

When I was young, my parents couldn't stand my twittering. Only my grandfather would patiently answer every question I had and play with me in my arms.

Now, grandpa, doesn't he want to answer his own question?

"It's okay." Leng Xiuming smiled again, looking at the old man in front of him, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to answer, I will find it myself."

"Xiu Ming, it's not that Grandpa doesn't want to answer." Mr. Leng's expression was serious and pitiful, the two emotions mixed together, it was a kind of protection and love for the child from someone who came here.

"Because the way to surpass the other party in a short period of time requires you to lose the happiness of the rest of your life." The old man Leng sighed, looking at his grandson, unwilling for him to go to that step.

Leng Xiuming's eyes lit up little by little.

"You mean, marriage?"

"Yes." Mr. Leng turned his head away, unwilling to speak again.

Leng Xiuming looked at Mr. Leng in front of him, and suddenly smiled.

"Grandpa will still answer my questions, the same as before."

"Xiu Ming, I don't want you to go to that point." Old Master Leng was a little sad, "You are my grandson, and I don't want you to sacrifice your happiness for things outside of you. A family should be composed of two people who love each other, not Two tools."

"Grandpa I know." Leng Xiuming let out a long breath, his whole body seemed to be relieved of a burden, with a smile in his eyes.

"I will not use my marriage as a tool. I don't want my pillow person to have no affection for me. I just want an answer, an answer from your mouth."

Mr. Leng looked at Leng Xiuming with some doubts, not understanding what his grandson meant.

"Grandpa, rest well." Leng Xiuming got up, bowed to say goodbye to old man Leng, then turned and left the room with firm and neat steps.

Early the next morning, as soon as Wang Zhaomou left the room, he saw Ji Lianhuo standing in front of the door holding two cups. First, he handed over a cup, which contained half a cup of warm water.

Wang Zhaomou took the warm water naturally, took two sips and handed it back to Ji Lianhuo. Ji Lianhuo immediately presented the coffee cup, raised his head, and drank the rest of the warm water cup.

Since Ji Lianhuo heard somewhere that drinking coffee on an empty stomach is not good, he changed Wang Zhaomou's morning to half a cup of warm milk and coffee.

But the next day, Ji Lianhuo heard the news that he couldn't drink milk on an empty stomach. After struggling for a long time, he changed it to half a cup of warm water and coffee again.

Wang Zhaomou cooperated calmly, only planning to stop Ji Lianhuo after he heard the rumor that "drinking coffee causes cancer".

Mrs. Cheng has already prepared breakfast, and Ji Lianhuo kept picking up vegetables for Wang Zhaomou, keeping his eyes on the person in front of him all the time, and when he saw Wang Zhaomou looking over, he would sit in front of him with red ears.

Since Wang Zhaomou responded lightly to Xiao Lianhuo's slap, Ji Lianhuo has become like this, wishing to cling to the person in front of him every minute, so that the other party's attention and hands are always on him.

This was a rebound caused by the previous over-repression. Wang Zhaomou was eating breakfast and calculated the time indifferently. Ji Lianhuo now has the chance to win. After five or six months, this frenzy should have been suppressed now.

When something happens again, Ji Lianhuo should be calmer than now.

After breakfast, Wang Zhaomou's cell phone rang and received a new message.

Wang Zhaomou was putting on his coat, so he didn't have time to look. He only heard Ji Lianhuo's ringtone for new news.

Wang Zhaomou and Ji Lianhuo looked at each other for a moment, took out their mobile phones, and found that both of them had messages from Leng Xiuming in their mobile phones, and wanted them to go to Leng's house, saying that there was something to announce.

Since Leng Xiuming specially noted "Don't bring Leng Ye", Wang Zhaomou could only postpone the morning meeting and go to Leng's villa with Ji Lianhuo.

Wang Zhaomou had a vague premonition that Leng Xiuming's actions might have something to do with Mr. Leng's illness.

Wang Zhaomou took Ji Lianhuo to Leng's house, and Mr. Leng and Leng Wanyin looked surprised.

"Why are you here today?" Leng Wanyin looked at Ji Lianhuo with a little surprise, "Is there something wrong?"

"I called them here." Leng Xiuming came down from the stairs, wearing an off-white suit, raised his hand to stroke the slightly curly hair around his ear, looked at Wang Zhaomou with a smile, then looked at Ji Lianhuo, His eyes became a little dignified.

It's like looking at a real opponent.

"Xiu Ming, what happened?" Leng Wanyin didn't understand, so she looked at Leng Xiuming in confusion.

"About this competition." Leng Xiuming walked down the stairs step by step, looking at the road under his feet, with a low voice.

"I'm quitting."

Leng Xiuming looked up at the people in front of him, and looked up at the expressions on their faces.

In the hall, a needle could be heard instantly, Leng Wanyin half opened her mouth in amazement, half dropped her shawl, and looked at her nephew in front of her, unable to hide the shock in her eyes.

Old man Leng looked at his grandson, suddenly recalling what happened yesterday, he had some understanding, and was somewhat relieved, his eyes were soft.

Ji Lianhuo was dressed in a dark gray suit, and his demeanor was more serious and calm than the last time we met.

Ji Lianhuo frowned slightly, his black eyebrows were handsome, and he looked at Leng Xiuming with deep and guarded eyes, subconsciously standing in front of the people around him, as if he was afraid that others would take away his most important treasure by surprise.

Through Ji Lianhuo's shoulder, Leng Xiuming saw Wang Zhaomou smiling at him, his eyes under the lens were still so beautiful, gentle but aggressive, just as touching as when they first met.

Leng Xiu and Wang Zhaomou of the Ming Dynasty smiled brightly. Before the smile spread, Ji Lianhuo's eyes became more vigilant, and he firmly guarded the person behind him. This time, he didn't show it to him at all.

Leng Xiuming smiled helplessly, looked at his family members, and repeated his decision.

"I want to withdraw from this competition."

"Quit?" Leng Wanyin couldn't understand, "Xiu Ming, do you know what quitting means? Have you discussed it with your parents?"

"Exiting means failure." Leng Xiuming smiled unabated, looked at Mr. Leng, and then at Ji Lianhuo.

I do have other thoughts.

Failure after six months is a complete defeat, but failure now is a glorious defeat.